the fated ESCAPE

CHAPTER 11 (one life-one chance)

Aikam Jeevanam, Aik-ha Avsar-ha

Origin- Sanskrit proverb

One life and one chance.

Aayra

I leave Dante's office to talk to Augustino about rehiring me for another month. But I stopped midway.

What are you doing Aayra? Did you forget the kiss you shared with him? You let emotions get the better of you.

But he was so close to me. His stance was so seductive. His face was mere inches away. His one hand near my head and the other above, caging me. It was so so .....

Aayra Saini, pull yourself together. He was just standing close. That's it. If his standing position arouses you, you clearly need help.

Since you met the man, he has been helping you in all possible ways. He offered to fly you to Zurich, He employed you. Clothed you. Fed you. And now do not go gaga over him.

Do not forget where you need to be in a month. The Triosi's will be a hazy memory in the future. You need a place to hide safely for another month and that's just about it.

You do not need to run to Augustino every time you have a problem.

Dante is a Troisi too. Ask his help.

STAY AWAY FROM AUGUSTINO TROISI.

You have no future with him. Look at yourself. Didn't you hear the gossip at the office? His dating list is who's who of human's finest females. Only the elitist of the elite gathers his attention.

French hotel heiress, German movie mogul's only daughter, South African diamond heiress, British scientist, daughter of Spanish real estate mogul. Not to mention his one and only long term relationship with Naomi who is a beauty.......

Okay okay I get it. I am five feet of nothing. You don't have to demoralise me.

(Sigh) fine I'll ask Dante.

And I retrace my steps to Dante's office.

"You are early cara, I thought this time you would take time." he quips.

I reassure myself, but I am prepared for a rejection nonetheless. "Umm, Mr Troisi".

I swear he looked up so fast from his file that I thought he would snap a ligament from his neck. He got up from his seat, clearly offended.

"What did you just call me? I am 5 years younger than Augustino. Sure I've been married for 3 years now but I assure you I am no Mr. Troisi. Reserve that for Augsie or my father."

"What should I address you then?" I asked not wanting myself on his bad side.

He contemplated an appropriate answer and took his sweet time. He smiled after a few moments, took his seat and said.

"Well, if you insist on calling me something other than my name. You can call amore. But only in front of my family or when we are alone. Never in the presence of any office staff."

I narrow my eyes at him. "What does it mean Mr. Troisi?"

He grinned and said, "well if you must know. It means a loving sibling. A brother. Our parents were big on having a daughter but got only boys. They were so disappointed with us that they even let aunt Luigina adopt one. Marcie."

I smile back at him. "well, amore. I wanted to ask you something?"

"by all means, please ask away."